Chapter 183 I Am a Fortune Teller

Through the ability to create illusions, Tang Sen successfully hitched a ride into London.

Looking at the row buildings on both sides of the street, Tang Sen felt like he had returned to Backlund. Of course, he had to put aside those modern street lights and neon lights.

This is a metropolis with more than six million people gathered. It is understandable why even though it is almost late at night, the streets are still busy with traffic and crowds of people.

Of course, there is also the reason for the holiday. From the signs and banners on the roadside, Tang Sen can tell what day it is - Christmas Eve.

It's past twelve o'clock, which is Christmas, the most important holiday for the British and even the entire West.

"Oh, amazing, so amazing!" Smaug's voice kept coming from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Master, this world looks much more interesting than the previous world."

"Look at the glowing words on the wall, do you think the power of magic has spread to the streets?"

"That's a neon light." Tang Sen said, "It has nothing to do with magic."

"There are also these mounts running around on the street!" Smaug emphasized: "Although the speed is much slower than me, I can't see the breath of life in these mounts. Don't tell me that they are not magic products!"

"This is a product of technology." Tang Sen explained: "Technology is a complicated thing. It is difficult for me to explain to you why I will buy you a copy of One Hundred Thousand Mysteries in the future. On the premise that you have learned the language of this world. .”

"Now shut your mouth, you're affecting my thinking."

It is not easy to find traces of wizards in a big city with millions of people. After all, there are only a few thousand wizards in the entire British magical world, and no more than 20,000 at most. As a research party, once Tang Sen was surprised when he came across this number.

The so-called Dark Lord Voldemort, who threatened the entire magical world, only threatened thousands of wizards. Compared with the base of human beings, he was equivalent to dominating a village. In the end, he failed.

Of course, the first generation of the Dark Lord was a bit bigger. He at least shocked the entire European magic world and extended his tentacles to North America.

Apart from Hogwarts, a magic school with a history of thousands of years, the only pure wizarding village in the UK is Hogsmeade, located next to Hogwarts. The other wizards are basically scattered across the UK, and some even use hemp. Charms such as melon shielding and confusion spells are mixed in Muggle society.

Without people in the circle to guide the way, ordinary people may have difficulty finding traces of the wizard throughout their lives.

Of course, this is not difficult for Townsend.

When a fortune teller wants to find a place, unless he has no idea of ​​his destination or there is a stronger force interfering with it, he will always be able to find it.

In fact, Tang Sen was standing in front of a certain entrance to the magical world.

He looked up at the old, somewhat out of place signboard that read "The Leaky Cauldron".

Completely different from the bustling crowds of other storefronts on this street, the entrance of this bar is very clean. Everyone passing by does not seem to see this bar, nor does they feel that such an ancient bar appears in such a modern street. , there is something wrong with some people wearing pointy hats who sometimes come in and out.

This is a typical Muggle shielding and confusion spell.

These two spells could not block Tang Sen's spiritual vision. He arranged his clothes - a decent black suit, a top hat with exquisite stitching, and a pair of shiny leather shoes.

Tang Sen has always been very strict about his own image management. People who are in rags and behave in a sloppy manner naturally stand at a lower starting point when socializing with others, while well-dressed people are more likely to gain the trust and respect of others. This is human nature.

Of course, the wizarding world is more traditional with magic robes and pointed hats, which really don’t fit with Townsend’s aesthetic.

In short, the first thing Tang Sen did when he entered London was to get himself an outfit.

Entering the Leaky Cauldron, the light suddenly became dim. The lighting inside the bar was still using kerosene lamps and candles. Probably because of Christmas Eve, there were only a few scattered guests in the bar, and behind the narrow bar Standing was an old man wearing a black vest.

Compared with Muggle society, wizards are more conservative and prefer to stay with their families during major festivals.

"Here comes a new face." The old man at the bar looked up at Tang Sen and said, "Guest from the East, what would you like?"

Tang Sen walked over, sat on the bar, and took a gold galleon.

"I need some food and a guest room." Now that he is not in a cursed state, Tang Sen is unwilling to drink alcohol, as alcohol will affect his thinking.

"Then you have to try our special fried fish and potato pie." The old man picked up the golden galleons and said: "It must be uncomfortable to be alone in a foreign country on such a beautiful day. How about another glass of wine? ?There’s still enough money left over for food and rooms for a nice glass of whiskey.”

"No need." Tang Sen shook his head, "Do you have the latest newspaper?"

"Of course, do you want the Daily Prophet or the Wizarding Weekly? The newspapers here are very comprehensive, and I can find even third-rate magazines like the Quibbler." The old man had obviously been bored all day, and he was very chatty, especially when facing a When you have a new face:

"Everyone calls me Old Tom. Of course, I would be happier if you removed the age prefix. What should I call you?"

"Tang." Tang Sen said, "Let's get a copy of the Daily Prophet."

"Oh, strange surname, you must be from China. Wizards in that country are very rare. They are not very willing to communicate with the outside world." Old Tom took out a newspaper from under the bar and said, "I have to remind you, if If you want to know something, don’t write to the newspapers. There are too many nonsense words in them, especially recently. How can they say so about Dumbledore——"

Old Tom slapped his forehead, paused, and said, "Sorry, I may have said too much, but you must have heard of Dumbledore's name, right?"

"Of course." Tang Sen nodded and unfolded the newspaper: "The principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, known as one of the greatest white wizards in the world."

The newspaper's lead photo showed a short, plump woman wearing a furry cardigan holding a framed document.

The headline is: "The Ministry of Magic promulgates Education Decree No. 25." 》

The subtitle reads: "Senior Investigator Umbridge threatens to further improve the bad atmosphere at Hogwarts." 》

"Umbridge?"

The plot about this woman in the original novel emerged in Tang Sen's memory.

It's Christmas 1995, and the boy-who-lived Harry Potter is in his fifth grade. A few months ago, Harry Potter claimed that the Dark Lord had returned, and the Headmaster of Hogwarts endorsed this statement. , but Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge obviously does not believe, or is unwilling to believe that people who have died will come back.

As a result, he not only controlled the Daily Prophet to smear Harry Potter and Dumbledore, he also promulgated many education bills, sent Umbridge to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, and Later, he further became a senior investigator, gradually eroding Dumbledore's control over Hogwarts.

Townsend remembered that at the end of the school year, Umbridge even succeeded in taking away Dumbledore's position as principal. It was not until Voldemort appeared in public after being dormant for nearly a year and exposed Fudge's lies that Dumbledore was Lido returns to Hogwarts.

"It's a good time." Tang Sen thought: "At least, it is much easier to enter Hogwarts now than before."

In the past, Dumbledore personally selected the teachers at Hogwarts. Townsend did not believe that wealth could directly affect the white wizard who was already over a hundred years old.

Townsend gently read out the so-called Education Decree No. 25.

"The Senior Inquisitor shall henceforth have the ultimate authority over all punishments, sanctions and deprivations involving Hogwarts students, and shall have the power to modify such punishments, sanctions and deprivations imposed by other faculty members."

"Haha——" Old Tom behind the bar sneered: "This is equivalent to seizing most of the power of Hogwarts. Just wait, if this continues, this thousand-year-old school will definitely be destroyed by Fudge and Um Richie ruined it.”

"I don't know much about this." Tang Sen smiled and said, "Mr. Tom, you seem to have a lot of opinions about this senior investigator?"

"Everyone knows what she looks like." Old Tom snorted a few times. "She is just a disgusting toad. No, I have to apologize to the toad. Those little pets are much cuter than her."

"She is the kind of person who only sees the confused Fudge and the benefits he can bring to her. She will teach all the little wizards bad things and use her despicable and shameful political methods!"

"Old Tom!" Someone nearby warned: "Don't spread these words."

Old Tom glared at the man with dissatisfaction and said: "You are all old acquaintances, how can you still report me? As for this wizard from the East, speaking of which, I haven't asked you why you came to England. What, you should have registered with the Ministry of Magic, right?"

"Of course." Tang Sen smiled: "I am not the kind of person who would enter the country illegally. As for my purpose-"

Tang Sen clicked on the newspaper: "I have heard of Hogwarts in my hometown. I have been yearning for it for a long time. I was wondering if I would have the opportunity to go to Hogwarts to communicate."

"Obviously this is not a good time, Don." Old Tom said: "Hogwarts is now in a mess, and Dumbledore probably doesn't have time to arrange exchanges, and not every wizard is qualified to communicate with Hogwarts." The professors here are communicating with each other. Speaking of which, what kind of knowledge do you want to exchange?"

"Divination."

Tang Sen said seriously:

"I am a diviner."